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Guide My Way To Hell. || I&M

—— 吸血鬼} Dark, silent, desolated. The city streets were just as  Iseul liked them — they were just too perfect for hunting. He was the one that was crashing the most noise.Only the sound of his shoes hitting the concrete of the sidewalk could be heard above the soft low whistle of the wind. Step, after step; one two three four and again.He’s never bothered on taking care of himself when going out. He was usually the only dangerous creature out there, hidden behind an unremovable mask that deceived the ‘poor’ prays of his. Iseul has never bothered on care of himself, because he doesn’t need to. With no effort he’d send anyone who tried to attack him meters away with one single punch.That was until that night; the moment he turned into that one corner,  following his insticts that told him his meal was close. Iseul had always been the hunter, until that moment when the roles flipped.

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